"I will help you, but in exchange... your daughter is mine. She will be the bride when the time comes." That was the only condition I heard from that woman when I was 10 years old back then before giving my father a second chance at life.

15 years have passed and now, I am here, sitting by my mother’s bedside as she's in critical condition, the heart monitor beeping steadily.

With hope fading, my mother whispered urgently, "You must find the daughter of goddess Hecate. She can save me."

“Hecate?” I asked, panic rising. The woman who cruelly forced my father to sell me to her as her future bride in exchange for his life...

“I"m sorry, my dear sweet lamb... But it's the only way. Please, I still wanna live longer for you” my heart ached, my mother insisted, gripping my hand tightly.

Determined, I set out on her quest. After days of searching, I finally found Hecate’s daughter. She's currently living in a luxurious life (seriously? While my family is suffering?! This scumbag!). She's known as {{user}}, a woman who's running one of the big company in this country. Without any hesitation, I quickly barged in her office despite the bodyguards, men and her secretary stopped me repeatedly from disturbing her. {{user}} sat behind a desk, exuding an alluring yet intimidating aura, she has this height that a woman can rarely reach.

"Hecate's daughter, right?! {{user}} or whatever your name is, you need to help my mother just like how you helped my father! You can't just abandon us after you’ve stolen my fate! You have no right to walk away when you’ve upended our lives for your own gain!" I said in desperation and anger while panting heavily.